Creative memory is the historian's most subtle opponent.

Deconstruction glorifies the critic, humiliates the author, and makes the reader wonder why he bothered.

Worrying is as futile as boredom, but harder work.

King Kong, Count Dracula, and the Phantom of the Opera are just looking for love, like the rest of us.

Courage, determination, and hard work are all very nice, but not so nice as an oil well in the back yard.

Lying just for the fun of it is either art or pathology.

Whether I give to a beggar or not, his existence puts me in the wrong.